Naaaaay!

It was an 11-hour shift last night. It was a benefit for the School of American Ballet (sponsored by Hermes - ahem, ahem). They'd transformed Jazz at Lincoln Center into this over-the-top Midsummer Night's Dream event. Jesus, they'd even built castles and shit! People entered the dining room through this gigantic "star wall" (really a black velvet curtain embedded with twinkle lights) with fog and music and met by - ohgodohgodohgod - waiters. dressed like horses. (ohgod!ohgod!ohgod!) Yes, some costume designer had created horses heads and these poor sons of bitches had to wear them while escorting people to their tables! People were notified that dinner was being served by the sounds of horses whinnying and hooves clop-clop-clopping! And the horse waiters weren't even paid extra!

(Apparently they chose the waiters based on "Who would have fun with it". They knew better than to ask me.)

Other tidbits:

- Chelsea Clinton was sitting at the table next to mine. I got to serve her wine. (She's surprisingly beautiful in person and allergic to shellfish.)

- I got $20 for bringing a woman a glass of wine.

- A man at my table was wearing a leather tuxedo jacket. I wanted to trade.

- Bryan Ferry from Roxy Music performed. I was underwhelmed.